At noon, the sun was still shining brightly, but the wind that blew carried a slight chill.
On the wasteland, a team of more than twenty people was advancing quickly.
This was a team of riders, each of the more than twenty people was riding on a wildebeest over two meters tall.
Each person held various weapons in their hands, such as bows and arrows, long spears, long knives, and even rifles and machine guns.
Some people were also holding ropes, dragging their prey.
All of them had happy smiles on their faces.
"We had a good harvest this time. We got more than ten low-level fierce beasts, and even two mid-level fierce beasts. A pound of mid-level fierce beast meat is worth three to five pounds of low-level fierce beast meat!"
"Really? If we eat mid-level fierce beast meat, wouldn't our cultivation speed be even faster?"
